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"Hahaha, what is he wearing? It's so funny!"
The female student let out a suppressed laugh. Annie also saw this scene. 717 was initially surprised, but then couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, her shoulders shaking.
Uncle Da's face instantly turned as red as a boiled shrimp.
He had intended to show off his "love expert" skills to the younger generation, but instead, he ended up being publicly executed. He wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Pi Simao was so embarrassed he wanted to disappear. He rushed over and tried to help Uncle Da up, but because he was too nervous, he slipped and fell to the ground, landing right on top of Uncle Da.
So what Annie and her classmates saw was the uncle and nephew lying on the ground in an extremely bizarre "human pyramid" position, staring at each other with wide eyes.
This "love guru" training, personally instructed by the "chief relationship consultant," ultimately ended in utter failure, in a way that was more embarrassing and farcical than ever before.
Uncle Da's reputation as a "ladies' man" has become the most widely circulated joke within the Oolong Temple.
Chapter 222 Restaurant Prank, Iron Eagle is Stunned
The series of blows demoralized Iron Eagle's followers, and several of them used "family matters" as an excuse to stop following him and acting arrogantly.
Iron Eagle became a half-baked commander, and his prestige at school was not as great as before.
However, he did not give up. He channeled all his resentment into more insidious and underhanded tactics.
The school cafeteria became his new "battlefield".
Taking advantage of his family's wealth, he secretly gave red envelopes to several cafeteria ladies who served meals.
From then on, Pi Simao's lunch became a disaster.
While other students' plates were filled with large chunks of braised pork and golden fried chicken legs, Si Mao's plate always contained only a few lonely green vegetables and a spoonful of an unappetizing, sticky, unidentified object.
"Auntie, can...can I have a piece of meat?" Simao once mustered up his courage and asked.
"Meat? That's all! This is all that's left, take it or leave it!" The cafeteria lady glared at him, her attitude extremely rude.
Simao dared not speak out in anger, and could only silently walk to the corner with his "diet meal" in his hand.
All of this was naturally observed by Chou Pi Wen.
"Outrageous! How dare they withhold my brother's food! Is this something a human being would do?" The arrogant Wen jumped up and down in anger. "I will definitely avenge this!"
A brand new, flavorful revenge plan is brewing once again.
The restaurant was bustling with noise at noon that day.
Iron Eagle sat in the best seat, beaming with pride. His plate was piled high with chicken legs, steak, and a large portion of his favorite creamy mushroom pasta.
While eating, he couldn't help but cast a provocative glance at Pi Simao in the corner.
Just as he picked up his fork, ready to enjoy the fragrant pasta, Wen, carrying his plate, casually walked past him from behind.
In the blink of an eye, the chubby little brat squeezed an entire bottle of green, pungent-looking mustard into the Iron Eagle pasta, then quickly stirred it a few times with a fork, perfectly blending the green color into the creamy sauce.
The entire process was seamless and foolproof, without attracting anyone's attention.
After doing all this, the arrogant Wen kept his achievements hidden, picked up his plate, sat down not far away, ate a chicken leg, and observed Tie Ying with great interest through the eyes behind his sunglasses.
Iron Eagle was completely unaware of this. He smugly forked a large mouthful of pasta covered in "special" sauce and stuffed it into his mouth.
One second... two seconds...
The expression on Tie Ying's face began to undergo a strange change.
First came triumph, then confusion, then shock, and finally, extreme, twisted pain!
"puff--!!!!!"
He suddenly spat out all the pasta in his mouth, spraying it all over the face of his henchman opposite him.
An indescribable, pungent sensation, shooting straight to the top of his head, exploded in his mouth and nasal cavity like a volcanic eruption!
"Water! Water! Water!"
Iron Eagle's face instantly turned a deep liver color, his eyes and nose were full of tears, and he felt as if his tongue and throat were being burned by fire!
He frantically grabbed the can of cola from the table and gulped it down.
However, he didn't know that the Coke had already been "added something" by Xiaolong—half a bottle of super-concentrated chili sauce from India, known as "Devil's Tears," had been poured into it.
"boom--!!!"
If what happened before was just a volcanic eruption, then this is nothing short of a nuclear explosion!
The contrast of hot and cold, and the extra spiciness! The feeling is indescribable!
"Ah ...
Iron Eagle let out a scream that sounded inhuman, feeling as if his whole body was about to burst into flames.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth seemed to be breathing fire. His tongue swelled up at a visible speed, becoming red and large, like a ripe sausage.
He could no longer sit still. Like an enraged bull, he ran wildly around the restaurant, overturning countless tables, chairs, and plates.
Finally, under the horrified gazes of everyone, he rushed out of the restaurant and sprinted into the fountain in the center of the campus square! (Zhao Dezhao)
"thump!"
Water splashed everywhere, and steam rose.
All the students in the restaurant, including Annie and Pearl, stared in disbelief at the sudden and chaotic brawl.
Meanwhile, the instigator, Wen, had already finished the last chicken leg with great satisfaction. He wiped his greasy mouth, winked smugly at Si Mao next to him, as if to say, "See, I've avenged my brother!"
Looking at the disheveled figure still struggling in the fountain, and then at the pitiful vegetables on his plate, Pi Simao felt for the first time that having such a mischievous and clever younger brother was... not so bad.
Chapter 223 The Tenderness of Pearls
The result of the chaotic brawl in the restaurant was that Tie Ying was hospitalized with "acute gastroenteritis accompanied by allergic edema of the tongue".
Pi Simao's lunch treatment miraculously returned to normal.
However, Simao was not particularly happy about this.
He discovered that, despite repeatedly humiliating Iron Eagle with the help of the "strategist group," the distance between him and Annie had not narrowed.
Annie's gaze lingered more on the powerful yet silent Long Yan. Each "victory" seemed to add to Long Yan's aura.
He began to feel lost and frustrated. He felt that everything he had done seemed to be in vain.
That evening, instead of going straight home, he sat alone on the bleachers of the school playground.
The setting sun cast a long shadow of him, making him appear lonely and forlorn. He hugged his knees, staring at the empty football field, his mind a jumbled mess.
717 He didn't know whether to continue or give up.
Just as he was lost in thought, a familiar, slightly mocking voice came from beside him.
"Hey, you spiky-haired guy, playing the melancholy young man again?"
Si Mao turned around and saw that Pearl was already sitting next to him.
She took off her signature leather jacket and put on a loose tracksuit, which made her look less sharp and more casual and girlish.
She didn't look at Simao; she gazed at the distant sunset just like him.
"I...I didn't..." Simao lowered his head in a panic, not wanting her to see his dejected appearance.
Pearl seemed to read his mind. She took a bottle of mineral water out of her pocket, popped it open, and handed it to him.
(ahcc) "Here, have some water."
Si Mao hesitated for a moment, then took it and whispered, "Thank you."
The two remained silent for a while, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
"Still worried about Anne?" Pearl broke the silence first, her tone as calm as if she were talking about the weather.
Simao stiffened for a moment, then didn't answer, which was taken as tacit agreement.
“You’re such an idiot,” Pearl suddenly said.
"Huh?" Simao looked at her in confusion.
Pearl turned her head and looked into his eyes so intently for the first time. Her eyes were exceptionally clear and bright in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"You've done so much for her, cheating, playing pranks on Iron Eagle, making yourself look like a clown. But have you ever asked yourself if this is really what she wants?"
Si Mao was stunned. He had never thought about this question before.
Everything he did was according to Uncle Da and Wen's "script," with the aim of defeating his rival and winning the heart of the beauty.
But he never truly understood what kind of girl Annie was, what she liked, or what she disliked.
"What you see is only her status as the school beauty, her beautiful appearance." Pearl's voice was soft, but like a needle, it pierced Si Mao's heart accurately. "What you are fighting for is not Annie herself, but the illusory image of your 'dream lover' in your heart. You are just... unwilling to lose to Tie Ying."
His words were like a wake-up call, instantly bringing Simao to his senses.
Yes, does he really know Anne? Apart from knowing that she's pretty and academically gifted, he knows nothing about her.
All his actions stemmed from adolescent hormonal impulses and an indomitable spirit.
"Then... what should I do?" Simao's voice was filled with confusion and helplessness.
Seeing his pitiful appearance, Pearl's heart softened. The corners of her mouth, which always carried a hint of mockery, unconsciously turned up, revealing an extremely faint, yet heartfelt smile.
She reached out and, just like last time, somewhat roughly ruffled Si Mao's short hair, which no longer resembled a hedgehog.
“Silly girl, just be yourself,” she said. “The real you, though a little silly and a little cowardly, is also… kind. You’re better than those pretentious guys.”
This time, there was no mockery in her movements, only an indescribable tenderness.
Si Mao was stunned. He felt the faint scent of shampoo on his head and looked at Pearl's pretty face, which was actually quite delicate and pleasing to the eye, so close to his head. His heart began to pound uncontrollably.
This feeling was more real and stronger than ever before when I saw Anne.
The last rays of the setting sun fell upon the two young people, subtly drawing their shadows closer together, as if they were overlapping.
Chapter 224 Martial Arts Exchange Meeting
Despite the constant turmoil on campus, the members of Wulong Academy did not forget one of the main purposes of their trip—to participate in the "International Martial Arts Culture Exchange Conference".
The day before the exchange meeting officially began, Master Changmei decided to lead everyone to the International Convention and Exhibition Center in the city to scout out the location and familiarize themselves with the venue.